The car arrived at Yun Feixue's home, and Tang Yuchen habitually kissed her lips before she got ready to get out.
As she pushed the door open, the man suddenly said to her, "Feixue, let's get married."
Yun Feixue turned around, surprised, and asked uncertainly, "What did you say?"
Tang Yuchen curled his lips, his smile extremely charming, "I said let's get married."
Yun Feixue's joy increased even more, but then she asked with concern, "But didn't you say that we wouldn't get married and would just continue like this?"
"I was worried that if you married me, something bad might happen, but look, An Ruo is just fine, so maybe you will be, too. Feixue, I want to marry you soon. Don't you like that idea?"
Hearing his affectionate words, Yun Feixue's heart raced.
How could she not like it? Of course, she liked it very much.
However, she was indeed very worried about that rumor about him…